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I want to know why she is
more important than me
why everywhere she and I went
who ever claimed to love us
loved her more
I want to know why
they visit her and
ignore me
I want to know why the person who
they hurt the most gets pushed away
I want to know why she gets looked
at like shes perfect when she
is far more a monster than me
I want to know why her illness
gets flaunted when I suffer these
walking nightmares on my own
I want to know
why a monster is more
loved than me, the one who
wanted to heal her wounds
Do I not deserve love?
more important than me
why everywhere she and I went
who ever claimed to love us
loved her more
I want to know why
they visit her and
ignore me
I want to know why the person who
they hurt the most gets pushed away
I want to know why she gets looked
at like shes perfect when she
is far more a monster than me
I want to know why her illness
gets flaunted when I suffer these
walking nightmares on my own
I want to know
why a monster is more
loved than me, the one who
wanted to heal her wounds
Do I not deserve love?
Literature
Gone
It's like a punch in my gut
A hole in my throat
Cotton in my head
I can't seem to accept the reality
I see your grave
I sit in your empty chair
Watch as your room became just a memory
The old photos of us smiling
The memories of us laughing
The old songs we used to sing
It both haunts and comforts me
Life has never been easy
But now it'll be so much harder
Time became my enemy
Fooling me into believing I had so much more
Just turn the clock back
Rewind the tapes of those happy memories once more
Come back to me
Tell me it'll all be ok.
But there's a sting in my heart
And it reminds me you're gone
I know this pain will be with me always
How co
Literature
november14th.
i never had an actual birthday where i could sit back and reflect on what the world has given me thus far. i've never had the teenager-themed "surprise parties" and the traditional gift-giving, pinata-hitting, pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey slash spinthebottle games that dash away reality for the given special day. sunsets and silhouette dreams that smash reality into confetti and funfetti-half ass made birthday cake with the number of ages presented into falling-apart icing. i never understood why society would celebrate a passing year when ultimately the person is getting closer to growing into obligations of responsibilities.
but for mothers
Literature
Unseen Redemption
Atested to time,
void's embrace.
Inside what may be,
time's limitless pace.
Abundance renowned,
a singular vision.
Distance presence,
united division.
Instinct abound,
abundant love.
In distant sounds,
of a white dove.
Resounding silence,
a touch of fate.
Instant redundance,
lucrative state.
A timeless honor,
in desperation astounds.
Vague whispers,
of void abounds.
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I'm sorry guys, I hate some people and I hate that they have such painful effects on me.
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